I guess i got more than I ever bargained for
I hung from her like a noose
now shes in the gutter, sucking dick
just like her mother, sucking dick
oh have you truly realized how worthless you fucking are?
RAPTURE
take me away i dont want to be here
barf it barf it barf it up
CAPTURED
Thats all we really really
Thats all we really are
I'll fucking kill myself on this stage right now
just to prove to myself that I'm already dead
blank, blank faced stares, your gaze hits me
RAPE RAPE RAPE RAPE
Thats all were really really
thats all were really trying to fucking do
I feel the pain of every living soul
I am the cross hung shit slug
I'm fucked beyond belief and I dunno whats gonna nail me to the cross...
myself or the ever present pile of drugs
If you call me Jesus Christ then I'll think that I'm Jesus Christ
I'm not your fucking savior
But I Know he's lonely
I dont know your holy roman bloody savior
but I know he's lonely
Dont call me Jesus
Apparatus partners-in-grind Dionaea. This new album is so much more than that though, incorporating elements of post-rock ambiance as well as shredding grind techniques. An Isle Ate Her
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego